Sometimes rats gnaw through walls here
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They were born here, but they don't wanna end up here
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Mama, the white dust is just plaster from the ceiling
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What do you even know about my block?
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Phone's vibrating 'cause she wants to talk
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I can't pick up 'cause I know she wants to come over
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And when she stands in front of the projects, she's suddenly shocked
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Sometimes I wanna get out of the jungle, but at the end of the day I stay here
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Believe me, we dream of a Caddy, believe me, we dream of a Chevy
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But every night the dreams drown in Jacky
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Now and then even here a glimmer of hope slips away
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Don't hang your head, maybe you'll see it
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And sometimes rats gnaw through walls here
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They were born here, but they don't wanna end up here
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Mama, the white dust is just plaster from the ceiling
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What do you even know about my block?
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And sometimes we dare a look at the stars
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We wanna go up there too, but how when every path's blocked?
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Follow false trails, hoping they'll bring us closer
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What do you even know about my block?
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The sins weigh way more than the eight kilos on the backseat
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You hope He hears your prayers, but right now He looks away
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Cold metal between your hip and the waistband of your Nike shorts
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Makes sure not much sweat drips even on scorching days here
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But never look back here
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New house, new girl, new hood
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And sometimes rats gnaw through walls here
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They were born here, but they don't wanna end up here
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Mama, the white dust is just plaster from the ceiling
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What do you even know about my block?
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And sometimes we dare a look at the stars
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We wanna go up there too, but how when every path's blocked?
_____
Follow false trails, hoping they'll bring us closer
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What do you even know about my block?
_____
And sometimes rats gnaw through walls here
_____
They were born here, but they don't wanna end up here
_____
Mama, the white dust is just plaster from the ceiling
_____
What do you even know about my block?
_____
And sometimes we dare a look at the stars
_____
We wanna go up there too, but how when every path's blocked?
_____
Follow false trails, hoping they'll bring us closer
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What do you even know about my block?